"Sam?" Jack walked nervously into Sam's lab.

"Jack, what are you doing here?" She stifled a yawn.

"Janet wanted me to go and get some sleep. I couldn't. Especially with this Klingon following me everywhere. He pointed at the soldier who was looming over his shoulder. "No offence meant airman."

"None taken Colonel."

"At least yours talks. Mine seems t be a mute." She looked at the soldier sat beside her.

Jack smiled. He sat across the table from Sam. She carried n typing away on her laptop. Under the table he slipped his shoes off and stroked her leg with his foot. Sam stopped typing. She looked across at Jack. "Shall we go home? Teal'c would understand."

Jack looked at her.

"I just can't stand it here anymore." She slammed her laptop closed. "I CAN'T WAIT HERE ANYMORE. I NEED OUT."

Jack went round the table and embraced her. "There there honey, it's OK. I'll have a work with the General. Calm down and get your stuff ready."

Jack went to leave the room. "Erm Colonel. You might want to put your shoes back n." quipped Jack's guard.

Ten minutes later, Jack was driving Sam home, the guards left at the SGC.

Captain Thomas Shelby had heard that Sam and Jack had left. That was OK. There was still the linguist.